{"id":1928,"date":"2012-01-16T22:50:50","date_gmt":"2012-01-16T21:50:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lettresdurien.wordpress.com\/?p=1928"},"modified":"2012-01-16T22:50:50","modified_gmt":"2012-01-16T21:50:50","slug":"sans-la-ponctuation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/blog\/2012\/01\/16\/sans-la-ponctuation\/","title":{"rendered":"Sans la ponctuation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"padding-left:90px\">Il y avait ce train qui partait ce matin<br \/>\nIl y avait cet air cet avion au dessert<br \/>\nComme un mouchoir qu\u2019on glisse dans ta poche<br \/>\nPour essuyer les larmes qui ont loup\u00e9 le coche<br \/>\nComme ce baiser qui n\u2019est pas arriv\u00e9<br \/>\nComme cette main qui ne s\u2019est pas lev\u00e9e<br \/>\nOn a vu que le dos de ce pays<br \/>\nLe contour de ses fronti\u00e8res<br \/>\nOn a cueilli quelques fleurs, on les lui a offertes<br \/>\nOn a seulement dit que ce n\u2019\u00e9tait que pour l\u2019occasion<br \/>\nOn a laiss\u00e9 le temps lui dire qu\u2019elle n\u2019avait pas de raison<br \/>\nDe croire \u00e0 la lumi\u00e8re<br \/>\nDe rena\u00eetre au pardon<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:90px\">Je lui avais seulement dit \u201cje t\u2019aime\u201d<br \/>\nsans la ponctuation<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Il y avait ce train qui partait ce matin Il y avait cet air cet avion au dessert Comme un mouchoir qu\u2019on glisse dans ta poche Pour essuyer les larmes qui ont loup\u00e9 le coche Comme ce baiser qui n\u2019est pas arriv\u00e9 Comme cette main qui ne s\u2019est pas lev\u00e9e On a vu que le [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"Sans la ponctuation http:\/\/wp.me\/pRmGm-v6","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4,17],"tags":[27,5],"class_list":["post-1928","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poesies","category-postit","tag-va-savoir","tag-vers-libres"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4SHRd-v6","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1928","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1928"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1928\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1928"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1928"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ericlaugier.com\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1928"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}